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. . . . . entries for 2.10.05 . . . . . So. A few notes on Binghamton: Venus was bright last night. Dan Earle is rather a lot more tolerant than Charlie Hyland when it comes to cold hands. . . . rhinestones? I have excellent taste - that, and I'm a lucky bitch. (You pinky swore, Daniel. <3) Kate color-coordinates roses. Let's spend a moment talking about Kate - I love Kate. *Everyone* should love Kate. Kate is friggin' awesome. I actually love pretty much all the theatre kids who were there last night. It was a fine old time, indeed. Tigers are cute. Group hug! I'll shoot the egg off of *your* poodle's head, if you know what I'm talkin' about. That four-hour nap may not have been entirely worth it. xD That's a pretty square rip, actually. Vera - post that goddamn picture. It *proves* I am AC. :P Decker is such a pervert. And he didn't even come to the show to see me. That bastard. And I am forgetting things, but that's okay - you get the idea. It was. . . weird, like always, but better. I miss them crazy kids. Ah well. I'm pretty much used to it by now. It reminds me of The Good Earth, actually - the main character is eventually sated of his love, and is delighted because he can get back to tending his land without distraction. This seems like a bizarre idea to us romantic Westerners, but in a way, if I didn't at least sort of accept that worldview, I'd implode. I just hope I'll be able to talk myself out of that worldview in a couple of years.
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Even if Hirota hadn't been teaching that class, that particular detail would've. . . caught my attention.
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